Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).
Warning for smut and bad language.
The first part of the story was primarily through Elena's eyes which I call act one. Now we are moving into act two and the story will no longer just be from Elena's perspective.
Elena awoke with a smile on her face. She'd been up all night and had had very little sleep, but since becoming a vampire,she realized that it wasn't as essential as when she was human. It was just a way of switching off the brain and relaxing. An hour or two a day was sufficient, although most vampires slept mainly out of sheer boredom, after all, eternity was a long time. She turned over and looked at Damon, he looked deceptively angelic and peaceful when he was asleep. It was impossible to believe the man in front of her was a ruthless killer. His dark eyelashes fanned against his beautiful pale face and his raven hair was even messier than usual, a casualty of a night of practically none stop sex and making love. With Damon they were both very distinguishable from each other, he made love with a passion that surpassed any expectations she'd ever had as she'd become sexually aware over her teenage years. But the sex had been a lot of fun. Just like when he taught her to feed, he knew how to revel in it and make it fun. However the one thing they still hadn't tried was the blood sharing. As much as she wanted to, she wanted to wait for a special moment, she didn't want to jump into everything too soon.
Elena quietly got up from the bed as not to disturb Damon. Putting on the black shirt he'd worn (and she'd destroyed) the previous night she headed to the bathroom. One of the surprises of becoming a vampire was the fact that she still needed to use the bathroom. The subject had never been broached with either Stefan, Damon or Caroline and she'd just assumed that when they went to use the bathroom facilities, it was either to act human or for other reasons, such as in Caroline's case, adjusting her hair or make-up.
As Elena walked passed the mirror in Damon's en-suite to the toilet she noticed her own hair which could only be accurately described as a rats nest. After she'd used the toilet, she washed her hands and began to set about restoring it to it's natural, sleek, knot free state, which she suspected was going to take a while.
Damon woke up finding he was alone in his huge bed. He began to wonder if he'd had too much whiskey the night before and had been dreaming about the best night of his life. Taking in a deep breath he could smell Elena's scent all over his bed, reassuring him that it had not been a dream. He opened his eyes, raised his head and began to look around, hoping she hadn't changed her mind about them and bailed on him.
"Elena?" he called out, his voice still husky from sleep.
Elena emerged from the bathroom wearing his black shirt over her sexy black lingerie, in his eyes she looked like the most beautiful goddess imaginable in the form of the woman who, if he had his way, was potentially going to be his partner for the rest of their eternity.
"Hey." she said as she skipped back over to the bed, jumping on it playfully to join him
"Hey. Thought you might've left." Damon replied as he slipped his hand under his shirt that she was wearing, pulling her towards him.
"No I don't have to be at school for..." Elena held her wrist up and look at an invisible watch. "At least twenty minutes ago." she said as they both leaned in to kiss before they pulled away as Damon began playing with her hair, an air of contentment on his face. "What's that face?" she asked.
"What face?" he smiled as he looked up at her seductively, knowingly using his beautiful blue eyes to their full effect.
"That face." she asked curiously.
"I'm happy." he said as he smiled again, but this time Elena returned the smile as Damon moved over so they could kiss once more.
This time the kiss didn't stop, as Elena wrapped her thigh up around his waist, signaling her intentions, pulling him towards her, feeling his morning erection pressed up against her stomach. Elena rolled on top of him, lifting his chin up with her finger as they continued to kiss. Elena began kissing along his jawline before making her way down towards his neck. She'd discovered the night before he was particularly sensitive around that area, although that wasn't her current target. She licked up the side of his jugular, eliciting a moan of pleasure from his mouth.
Satisfied with her work on his neck, Elena continued to run her kisses down Damon's chest. As she did she bit one of his nipples causing him to flinch and eliciting a smile on her face. She knew he loved it, he'd already told her as much the previous night. As Elena moved down his stomach she encountered his treasure trail. Trailing her lips and tongue over such a sensitive area caused Damon's moans to increase, which in turn urged Elena on to continue her exploration of his body. Elena looks up at Damon, satisfied that he was enjoying her handiwork as she took hold of his shaft and gently started pumping. Damon's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he raised his arms and grabbed the pillows instead of her hair as he wanted to, just in case he pulled a little too hard. She might be a vampire, but hair pulling was one of the few things that was still fairly painful. To his surprise she took him in her mouth and flattened her tongue against his shaft whilst massaging his balls and continuing to pump, upping the pressure and speed.
The feeling of Elena's hot wet mouth around his shaft nearly sent Damon over the edge almost straight away. It was one of the most erotic experiences of his entire life, and that was saying something considering some of the sexual encounters he'd gotten in over the years. Damon knew he wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer, he'd be recovered in time to make love to her, but he wasn't sure if she was ready for him to come in her mouth as he could tell she was refreshingly inexperienced and he didn't know how far she was willing to push herself sexually. He decided that he needed to warn her of his impending release and let her choose what she wanted to do with that knowledge.
"Fuck...Elena." he moaned breathlessly. "I'm gonna come." he did his best to look down at her as she raised her eyes to him, her head bobbing up and down, but instead of pulling away as he expected, she applied slightly more pressure and sped up her actions. The combination of the sensual look she'd just given him and her hot wet tongue moving around caused his senses to flip into overdrive. Suddenly he felt his balls contracting and he knew he was past the point of no return. He grasped the pillows even tighter, as he felt the heat passing through his member, the muscles all over his body tightening signaling his impending release. He scrunched his face up as he felt himself come inside Elena's mouth, crying out in ecstasy until his intense orgasm had finished and his body began to calm down and relax. All the while Elena's mouth stayed latched to his shaft, swallowing his cum with ease.
Elena finally released his member from her mouth, kissing the tip before she made her way back up to his lips following exactly the same trail she'd used on her way down, only this time in reverse, all the while a smile gracing her lips and her eyes shining bright with satisfaction. By the time they began to kiss again Damon was already getting hard again from her kisses alone.
Damon rolled Elena over as he wanted to return the favor, the thought of tasting her again went straight to his groin, he knew from his reaction alone that he'd never be able to get enough of her. He kissed her jaw and neck as he stroked his fingers down her lips as he began to make his way down her chest to her breasts. Once again she was covered by the black lace of her bra. It had disappeared during the night but it had made a return in the morning along with the addition of his shirt which was as sexy as hell and he had no intention of removing either, the visual effect was just too damn hot. However the lace was in his way of his target, so instead of removing the bra, Damon slipped his hand in one cup and removed her breast and latched his mouth onto her nipple,which was already pebbling at his touch. He s expertly alternated between swirling and flicking his tongue whilst his other ensured her other breast was getting plenty of attention, utilizing the lace of the bra to heighten the sensation as he pinched her nipple which had also pebbled. Damon swapped breasts and Elena moaned as he nipped her in retaliation for her earlier actions, however the pain was pleasurable, something Elena had already discovered in the past few hours.
Once Damon was satisfied that her breasts had been given plenty of attention, he made his way down her stomach and closer to his intended goal. Once he reached her panties he licked the crease if her thigh on one leg, and just as he was about to reach her core he switched over to the other. Damon spread her legs further apart to give him better access. However instead of removing her panties, he licked the outside of them first, noting she was already dripping wet for him, so he gently bit down on her nub through the lacy material.
"Damon!" Elena cried as she began running her fingers through his hair. Damon pulled her panties down with his teeth and blew at her opening causing Elena to cry his name once more. Looking up he could see her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Using his considerable expertise and the advantage of vampire speed, Damon alternated between tongue fucking her and sucking on her nub. Elena's cries became louder and he could feel her fingers dig into his scalp. Damon inserted two fingers inside of her and initially began to pump slowly, increasing the speed as she became accustomed to them being inside of her. Elena was close and Damon could tell, so he inserted a third finger and furiously attacked her nub with his mouth.
This action was all it needed for Elena to climax. "Oh my god...Damon!" she cried as she arched her back as wave after wave of intense orgasm crashing around her, her heated insides pulsating around Damon's fingers as he slowed down his actions, allowing her to ride out her powerful orgasm. Removing his fingers, Damon kissed his way back up Elena's body and reached her mouth.
His lips crashed down on hers as Damon inserted himself inside her and began gently thrusting. He stroked his fingers down the side of her body until he found her thigh which he pulled around his waist for better access and so he could penetrate deeper. Their hips worked perfectly in unison together, both of them moaning and panting as they began to move faster, desperate for a release only the other could bring. Damon knowing he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, moved his hand down their bodies and massaged Elena's nub causing her back to arch and her to pulsate all around his shaft, milking him into his own release. Elena screamed out his name as his face scrunched up in exquisite agony whilst Elena's nails scraped down his back with such a force he felt blood pooling on his back, but he didn't care. They were both exhausted as he collapsed on top of her, both of them panting unnecessary for breath.
Damon pulled himself off of Elena and rolled onto his back, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in close to him.
"You know you're getting blood on the sheets." Elena jokingly scolded him.
Damon frowned. "That's what baking soda is for." he said causing Elena to laugh. "What?" he asked confused.
"Only you would know that Damon." she continued to laugh at him.
"Don't mock." he pouted. "It's in the vampire 101 handbook." Elena raised a suspicious eyebrow. "Okay, so it's not." he admitted. "But it's good to know, otherwise life as a vampire can get very expensive."
"I'll remember that." Elena nodded, trying not to laugh. "Well I need to get ready for school." she announced.
"Do you have to go?" Damon pouted. "It's not like graduation is urgent."
"I do have to go." Elena's groaned. "I need to keep an eye on Jeremy. I don't want Klaus, or the hunter or even Stefan kidnapping him and sending him on some suicide mission to find a cure to make me human again."
"Don't you want to take the cure?" Damon asked curiously.
"After spending the last twelve hours of studying the perks of vampirism with you, I would say I'm beginning to feel more comfortable with life as a vampire." she winked. "It's all about adjustment. I just need to learn how to adapt to my new life and hopefully my friends will eventually come around after they see that I'm happy." she smiled.
"Speaking of friends. I'm interested to know what Professor Snake is teaching Bonnie." Damon frowned deciding to change the subject.
"Why?" Elena asked.
"I had a little chat with Professor Shady-Pants yesterday as you know. He admitted that he knew about the cure, which links him to Connor. He also mentioned that to access the cure, he needs a special type of witch." Damon smiled, waiting for her to figure out Bonnie's role.
"Oh." Elena's eyes widened as she realized what he meant.
"Yeah, well it turns out the other day our lovely Professor was giving a lecture at the school about some guy named Silas." Damon told her.
"How do you know about all of this?" she asked.
"Jeremy told me." he explained. "What?" he asked suddenly upon seeing the worried expression on Elena's face. "He's trying to put things right with Sabrina and was asking me for advice on girls, man on man so to speak." Damon elaborated. "Look Elena, do you really think this Professor guy is honestly trying to find a cure for vampirism?" Elena thought for a moment before she shook her head. "Of course he's not." Damon went on. "He's up to something else. My guess is that it has something to do with this guy Silas, or whoever he is."
"So why do you need to know what he's teaching Bonnie?" Elena asked.
"Because he's not a witch or wizard or whatever they call themselves these days, but he is teaching her magic. If some non-witchy guy is teaching a witch magic, do you really think that it's likely to be of the Bennett approved variety? Especially when we know that she has no access to the spirits." he explained. "Look, you go and get ready for school and I'll try and figure out a plan. Okay?" he asked. Elena nodded as she got up from the bed and headed straight for Damon's shower, beckoning for him to join her.
An hour later after a very long shower which consisted of spending more time with Damon buried inside of Elena than any actual washing, they finally emerged fully dressed, walking down the stairs together. Elena's hair was wrapped in an untidy bun as she'd been rushing due to spending too much time in the shower with Damon. Elena had forgotten to take her bag of clothes out of the car, so she opted for the dress she'd worn the previous night. She just hoped that if she ran into Stefan at school he wouldn't notice that she was wearing the same dress as the last time he'd seen her.
"Bag?" Damon asked as the walked down the hallway.
"I got it." Elena smiled grabbing her bag from the table near the door.
"Scarf." Damon offered as he pulled the scarf from being wrapped around the strap of her bag and wrapped it around her neck instead.
"What - oh!" Elena mumbled as Damon pulled her into a tender kiss. "Listen, Damon, we..." she began.
"No. No, no no. Don't ruin it." Damon placed a finger to her lips, knowing exactly what she was about to say.
Elena pushed his hand out of the way and smiled."You didn't even know what I was gonna say."
"Well, I'm assuming it starts with, "What are we?" And then ends with, "Going to tell Stefan?"" he pouted.
"He should know." Elena protested.
"I know he should know. I just don't know when he should know it." Damon groaned.
"Well, he knows that something is going on between us." Elena said. "I mean, it's one of the reasons that he and I broke up."
"Yeah, but can't we just let ourselves enjoy one secret, selfish day before we destroy his?" Damon asked,. "This is our time. It's never been right before but it is right now. Just one day? One day?" he pleaded as he held up one finger, looking at her with his best puppy dog eyes.
Elena gave in. "OK, one day."
"Yes." Damon said triumphantly as they opened the front door only to find Stefan on the other side, causing them all to stop in their tracks, as the air suddenly became thick with tension.
"Hey." Elena smiled awkwardly.
"Hey." Stefan smiled back putting his hands in his pockets, confused as to why Elena was still at the boarding house wearing the same clothes as the night before.
"See you in history?" Elena offered after a very awkward moment of silence between them.
"Yeah." Stefan replied, still not knowing how to respond as Elena nodded and walked past him, avoiding his gaze. Stefan watched her leave and headed into the house.
"Hey." Damon said awkwardly.
"Hey." Stefan replied, placing his hands on his hips. Damon closed the door and turned around, recognizing from Stefan's stance that he had some big announcement to make, so Damon just stood in the one spot, waiting to hear what Stefan had to say. "Listen, we need to talk." Stefan simply said holding his arm out to indicate they both go and sit down. Damon walked into the parlor and Stefan followed him.
"Why was Elena still here?" Stefan asked sitting down whilst Damon headed straight to the wet bar and poured himself a drink.
"We had a lot of important things to...talk about." Damon smiled guiltily. Luckily for him Stefan was looking down at his hands. "Okay, spill." Damon said. "Something is on your mind brother. What is it?"
"Caroline and I were talking last night..." Stefan started.
"You spent that night with Blondie?" Damon practically spat his drink out trying not to laugh. "What did she get you to do? Paint her nails?"
"This is not funny Damon." Stefan's face was deadly serious. "We got talking about Elena and..."
"Let me guess." Damon rolled his eyes. "She bitched about me and complained that she thought that Elena must be losing it for breaking up with you because she has feelings for me."
"There's a little more to it than that..." Stefan tried to begin to explain, but once again Damon interrupted him.
"Well newsflash. Elena had feelings for me before she turned. Becoming a vampire has just heightened them." Damon moved around and sat opposite Stefan.
"Will you shut up and listen to me for a moment?" Stefan shouted. Damon lifted his hand in submission to allow Stefan to continue. "We've noticed a pattern in Elena's behavior. Every time she has a problem you are the miracle cure. She constantly agrees with you, defends you and is willing to go against the opinion of everyone else just to back you up.
"And that's bad because...?" Damon asked confused.
"Caroline and I think Elena is sired to you." Stefan sighed prompting Damon to laugh.
"Sired? Really Stefan?" he asked. "That is the most pathetic piece of shit I've ever heard come out of your mouth, and you've said some crap in your day."
"It was your blood that turned her, right?" Stefan asked. "I mean, she's been different from day one because of you. You can't deny that."
"Sure I can." Damon was getting angry. "I finally got Elena to a good place about being a vampire. You two idiots can't stand that she's happy because of me."
"All right. You know what? Prove me wrong. Tell her it's OK to drink from a blood bag." he demanded.
"She's already drinking from blood bags." Damon told him. "Which reminds me, she forgot to pack one for school. I'll take one to school later. But onto more important matters, she has been going against my will. Off the top of my head I can think of at least two occasions she completely went against something I specifically asked her to do since she became a vampire." he said.
"And what were these requests?" Stefan asked.
"I asked her to kill Connor." he told him. "And last I heard he wasn't dead, unless you know more than me." Stefan didn't say anything in response. "Didn't think so." Damon said. "The other time I asked her to drink my blood." Damon said quietly.
"When was that?" Stefan asked.
"Does it matter?" Damon replied. "It's since she turned, and it proves she's not sired to me."
"Okay, fine." Stefan huffed as he stood up and stormed up to his room.
Due to her extra long shower, Elena was late arriving at school. She'd missed the first two periods and had arrived just in time for a break between classes. Hust as she got to her locker and began opening it, she saw Bonnie and Caroline walking over to her.
"Elena, hey. Is everything okay?" Bonnie asked.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?" Elena asked confused.
"Well, Caroline told me you had Jeremy move out to keep him away from Klaus." she said.
"Jeremy is staying at Matt's house right now to make sure he's kept out of the way of this hunter stuff." Elena explained. "I'm worried about not being able to protect him at night. Being a new vampire, I'm not strong enough to take on someone older than me, unless I get Damon to stay over." she added quietly.
"But you really need to ask Damon to stay over at yours? Or is it the other way around?" Caroline asked sarcastically. "I mean, judging by your hair, clearly, they don't have a flat iron at hotel Salvatore." she added giggling prompting Elena to take her hair out of the bun.
Elena was about to respond to Caroline's comment when she saw Damon further down the hallway, beckoning her to join him.
"Look, I'll see you in a bit." she said as she walked away to meet Damon leaving Caroline and Bonnie looking on confused.
Elena managed to catch up with Damon, as they found themselves an empty classroom. "You being here makes your selfish, secret day a little difficult, don't you think?" she smiled as they wrapped their arms around one another.
Damon pulled away and produced a blood bag from his jacket pocket. "Forgot your lunch? " he smirked.
"Hmm.. I was a little distracted this morning." Elena smiled as she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him before putting her lunch in her bag. "Is that the only reason you're here?" she asked suspiciously.
"No." Damon admitted. "Stefan suggested today that you are sired to me."
"What?" Elena asked confused by the accusation.
"Yep. Sounds like he and Blondie think it's so impossible that you'd leave him for me, that the only way it could have happened is if you are sired to me." Damon rolled his eyes.
"But I've not done everything you've asked me to." Elena said.
"I know that and you know that. Which is all that really matters." Damon told her. "However, I thought I'd better give you the heads up as Blondie is probably on the warpath." Damon tucked a strand of loose hair behind Elena's ear. "Also I need to ask a favor. Both you and I need to do some fact finding missions tonight." he told her.
"What kind of mission?" Elena eyed him suspiciously.
"I'm going to take Stefan on a brother bonding trip to New Orleans in search of a witch." he told her. "In the meantime I want you to try and get some information from your friends, whilst at the same time I want you to try and make them love me." he pouted.
"What type of information?" Elena asked.
"I want you to find out as much as you can as to what Professor Snake is teaching Bonnie." Elena nodded. "And I need you to find out what Blondie knows about Tyler's new little wolf girlfriend." he added.
"Why?" Elena asked.
"Remember our little conversation this morning?" he asked as Elena nodded her head. "Let's just say I don't believe in coincidences. There's a lot of people up to something and it's all connected to Professor Creepy and I also think Tyler's little wolf friend might also be involved."
"You still think Professor Shane is teaching Bonnie black magic?" she asked.
"Well I'm guessing there's no vacancy at Whitmore College for a Professor of the Dark Arts right now, so it looks like he's opted for home schooling our resident Bennett witch instead. He's up to something Elena." he warned. "And I wanna find out what it is. Especially as it involves something both of our brothers have been dragged into."
"Then why are you and Stefan going to New Orleans?" she asked.
"I'm going to get as much information as I can from a witch I used to know. She might know what we're up against." he put his arms around her. "I don't want to go. I want to take you back home, drag you back into my bed and spend the rest of the day with you naked." he whispered seductively.
"I like the sound of that." Elena whispered back as their lips met as they briefly kissed before pressing their foreheads together. "When are you leaving?" she groaned.
"Stefan is out hunting right now." he told her. "I just thought I'd let you know before I leave. Oh and you know, if you want, you can have the girls night at the boarding house. You could ply your friends with alcohol to pry the information out of them. But just don't drink all of the good stuff." he suggested. "Okay?"
"I'm better than okay. I've got you" Elena smiled, as she threw her arms around Damon, and leaned in to kiss one more time before he left. The bell rang, interrupting them as Elena reluctantly pulled away. "I have to get to class. Thank you for lunch." she said as they kissed once more before Damon let her leave for class.
As Elena rushed back to her locker to get her books out, she noticed Bonnie and Caroline still stood next to her locker, where she'd left them.
" Sorry about that, I was in a rush and I forgot... Never mind. Look, do you girls have any plans tonight? I'm in desperate need of some girl talk. I asked Damon and he said we can use the boarding house." Elena asked.
"I'm in." Bonnie offered. "Shane taught me some small spells I've been wanting to try."
"Oh, creepy professor guy is just Shane now." Caroline asked. Elena was secretly happy that Caroline shared the same opinion of the Professor as Damon did, it would be easier to question Bonnie about it later without raising suspicions.
"He's not creepy." Bonnie said defensively.
"We're not judging." Elena
"I am." Caroline said defiantly.
"Don't listen to her." Elena told Bonnie. "So, girls' night? We can raid the Salvatore wine cellar." she smiled.
"Um, are you sure that Stefan and Damon are cool with us crashing at their place?" Caroline asked looking uncomfortable at the prospect.
"Yeah sure, Damon said it was fine when I asked. They're going to be out all night so it's free. Plus their place has a better stash of alcohol than mine. How about you come over for eight?" she suggested grinning.
"Fine. I'll come too." Caroline sighed as they began to walk when her phone rang. "I'll catch up with you in a minute." she called as she saw Stefan's name show up as the called ID.
"Hi Stefan." she said.
"Hi Caroline." Stefan replied. "I talked to Damon."
"And?" Caroline asked.
"It doesn't sound like she's sired." Stefan admitted.
"And you believe him?" she asked.
"Look Caroline, Damon asked Elena to kill Connor. But instead she took Jeremy home." Stefan explained. "It's not the only thing he asked her to do that she's refused. So maybe we should just drop it."
"Well we know it's different in vampires than it is in hybrids." Caroline told him. "I asked Tyler about it and he said the reason they were sired is because they were grateful to Klaus for stopping them from turning. We know Elena isn't sired to Damon because she's grateful to him for turning her, so the reason for siring in vampires is different. Maybe being sired doesn't work the same in vampires like it doesn't affect their actions but instead it messes with their emotions." she suggested.
"I dunno." Stefan sighed. "Isn't that just like the same as it is for all of us? Our emotions get heightened when we turn."
"Yes, but only her feelings for Damon were heightened." Caroline insisted. "It should have been you that her feelings were heightened for, not Damon, because you are the one she loved, again, not Damon. Don't you just find that a little bit strange?" she asked.
"Maybe." Stefan replied. "Look Caroline, I gotta go. Damon just got back and it sounds like he's in the library tearing the place apart. I need to go see what he's up to." With that Stefan hung up leaving Caroline stood alone in the middle of the school hallway feeling confused and frustrated.
After hanging up on Caroline, Stefan walked over to the library to look for Damon. He hadn't been lying to her because he knew that Damon was definitely up to something and making a lot of noise in the process. Stefan walked into the room to find Damon on his knees, frantically rummaging through a trunk whilst the rest of the floor was littered with old papers.
"What are you doing?" Stefan asked walking over to where Damon was knelt.
"I'm looking for something. Here." Damon said holding a picture up to show Stefan. "Remember that?" he asked as Stefan took the picture from Damon's hand to have a good look at it.
"New Orleans." Stefan stated confused turning it over.
"1942, to be exact." Damon said.
"What was in New Orleans in 1942?" Stefan asked as he crouched down next to Damon.
"Other than bourbon and beads..." Damon turned around to look at his brother. "Us, Stefan."
"Oh yeah." Stefan remembered as he pulled a hat out of the box and mindlessly examined it. "What was the name of that girl you used to hang out with?" he asked.
"That was no ordinary girl." Damon grinned. "That was Charlotte. You see Stefan, I do have experience of having someone sired to me." he explained. "This Charlotte girl, she was crazy about me from the minute we met. So, of course, when she asked me to turn her, I did."
"Your point?" Stefan asked.
"One day I jokingly told her that if anyone tried to touch my drink, she should show them no mercy." Damon told him." A guy spilled my drink and she snapped his neck right in the middle of the bar. I asked her why and she told me that I'd asked her to show no mercy so she did exactly as I told her. That was my first clue that she was sired." he explained.
"She was sired to you, and I can only assume you took full advantage of that until you got bored of her, right?" Stefan asked.
"More like when she went all "Fatal Attraction" on me." Damon shuddered. "Then I had to make a clean break, which is why I'm searching through this old chest little brother."
"How'd you do that?" Stefan asked curiously. "Break the sire bond?"
Damon suddenly pulled out a square card from the trunk. "Ah, phew, here." he said sitting back on the couch and handing the card to Stefan. Taking it, Stefan flipped it over and to read what was written on it.
"Valerie LaMarche, 920 Dauphine Street." Stefan read out loud. "Who's Valerie LaMarche?" he asked.
"The witch that I found to help me break little Charlotte's sire bond." Damon smiled as he picked up a glass from the coffee table and took a gulp of its contents. Stefan looked at him curiously and Damon stood up and began to walk away.
"I thought you said Elena wasn't sired to you." Stefan asked confused prompting Damon to turn around.
"She's not. But you, my dear brother, may have just given me the idea of how to solve our little Professor Shady puzzle." Damon grinned. "Pack your bags, baby bro. We're going back to Bourbon Street."
